I disagree, and my rooster is an asshole.

They serve multiple purposes, and can be good company.

My rooster? Saved the hens multiple times. Literally broke a spur off in a dog’s ass. A pit bull at that. Ran that bitch off, and that’s after losing said spur, handfuls of feathers, and dripping blood of his own.

Before that series of attacks by the dog, he was chill as fuck. He’d just follow me around, picking things up and putting them down so everyone would know it was there. Sometimes, he’d be in the mood and jump up to be held. He’d come inside sometimes and just sit on my kid’s lap getting petted.

It’s why, despite him having gone full asshole after we lost hens, I still want him around. I’m hoping my current program will get him back to his old self. But even if he doesn’t, I want him.

Every now and then, that old self peeks through, and we have little moments of mutual respect and affection, and it’s awesome.

He’s not the loving companion my hen is, that’s not how roosters roll usually. But he was my buddy, and I hope we will be again.